Sweet memories....

Memories of childhood are always sweet (atleast in my case). I have a lot of fond memories which till this day never fail to bring a smile to my lips. I was in a joint family. Being the youngest among the cousins, i was the most loved as well as teased. Boy!! Did i have a temper back then?! But i never used to retaliate because they were much older than me and i was never sure of what to say. And when iam angry, i cant argue. I cry (Its true even now!). But my pride did not allow me to cry in front of my cousins and my brother( ya ya! he teased me along with them too! :-) But he is the best brother in the world!!). I was fond of a calf called Uttara. The reason i was fond of her in particular was because she was born blind and if i remember right partially-deaf. I felt such love and also felt protective of her. I was always in the cow shed, giving company to my grandad who used to feed them. But uttara was under my care.. atleast, as far as giving her water. I loved it when she drank from the feeding bottle. I used to give her lots of water, for which my grandad scolded me nicely. Too much water leads to diahhorea for the cows(did u know that?? I didnt at that time). Anyway, coming back to my way of dealing with my cousins, i used to get angry, storm out of the room, go to my "friend" uttara and pour out all my woes. My cousins found it funny. Till this day, they find it funny. I do too. But, i understand the rationale behind such an action. When u feel the whole world is against u and u feel lonely, u need someone to listen to UR woes. Well, that someone was my pet Uttara I guess. If i got the opportunity, I would do things exactly the same way. When i was in school, i used to cringe at that memory. But now, being mature (more than what i was at school of course), I know what i did was nothing to be ashamed of and I dont care what people think of that incident. I did what i felt was right and it is a fond memory for me... now.